1. Walking On Sand With A Backpack Is Exhausting.

Duh, Mike.

Ten miles on sand feels like fifteen or twenty on firm ground – unless you’re being fancypants and using Vibram FiveFingers trainers, which allegedly allow you to go jogging on packed sand if that’s your chosen flavour of misery.

2. On Sand, I Can Do Ten Comfortable Miles A Day, Or Fifteen Miserable Ones

On day 1, I chose the latter course.

3. The Distance From Hornsea To Flamborough Is 20+ Miles

Ah.

4. I Can’t Walk To Flamborough Head In One Day

Well…not yet I can’t.

5.The East Coast Of Yorkshire, Between Hornsea And Bridlington, Is Frequently A Magnificent, Crumbling Mess Of Eroding Cliff, Rotting Concrete And Shattered World War 2 Architecture

I may be making this sound a bad thing. That’s not my intention. I found it fascinating – in a faintly Pripyat kind of way.

6. The Stretch Of Beach Just Before Bridlington Is Perfect For A Bivvy-Bag

The view is lovely, there’s usually a good stiff breeze that’s ideal for chasing sand-fleas away, and there are great grass-topped bites out of the low cliff where you can bed down for the night, laying on your back, watching a gorgeous sunset fade into a sky aglitter with stars, horizon to horizon.

7. It Doesn’t Matter How Gorgeous The Sunset Is – It Can Bloody Well Rain At Any Time

Say, 2.30am. And it can keep raining – even in deepest summer. It can even keep raining solidly until noon the next day, only to break into baking sunshine as you drag your sodden walking boots off at the back door and collapse on the kitchen floor, moaning in horror.

I was thinking that bivvy bags worked like flysheets – they deflected the rain, but whatever they touched got wet. This is not the case. The rain started at 2.30am (I checked the time on my phone, which was safely wrapped in one of a number of electronics-saving Tesco freezer bags), and after checking everything critical was water-protected, I rolled onto my side and pulled the hood of the bivvy-bag over, leaving a gap so I could breathe.

9. How Did I Do At My First Microadventure?

2. You must cover, through non-motorised means, a circular journey of at least 30 miles (or a distance that is moderately difficult for you). Yes!

3. It must take at least 24 hours. Yes!

4. You must sleep outdoors (no tent) in a place you have never been before. YES!

5. You must have an outdoor swim. I considered it. I looked over the top of my bivvy-bag at 6am, down through the curtains of rain to the churning grey sea, and I considered how committed I was to ticking this point off the list. I watched for a while, noting how even the seagulls were absent, and how the beach looked a lot colder than the sea, which created a little story in my mind – a horror story, with myself as the main character and the audience shrieking “don’t do it!” And I realized that I saw their point. And then I went back to sleep. Deal with it, world.

6. Rules are for the obedience of fools and the guidance of wise men. Oh great, you could have told me that before I went through the existential agony of point 5? Well, anyway.

VERDICT: B-minus. (Borderline Pass.)

10. You Get A Lot Of Thinking Done When You Go Walking

All images: Mike Sowden. All views, too – and no, the folk behind the Hunka bivvy-bag didn’t sponsor this post or any of that malarkey. If you’re one of them, hey, make me an offer! As long as it involves money. Thanks.